Dead at the Bottom (Bonus)

Real nigga big bag, come and take you a ride Before I go out, I'ma rock out with my gun on my side This shit will leave some beef, my partner in the streets Prayin' for somebody that'll take him away On gang, nigga, we gon' do work with that chopper We gon' leave you dead at the bottom I got that shit right from my mama nigga I swear you bitches get buried No, I don't f*ck with no Larry My partner ducking the feds They put like ten on his head Them bitches burn up his leg He gon' hit you till you dead Boy, we don't run out of lead We could do this rappin' instead She ask why I don't rap up on my songs and I feel that Them hoes was breakin' my heart so melodies could heal that It's some bad bitches in my home, better believe that And some niggas that'll take your chain or you can leave it I been flowin' on this song strong, not writing shit Don't get confused bout who I am, I still send a hit Yeah, these soldiers with me really loaded They like the military You can't have my phone number, baby Don't even get into that I be using my tool to approve the way I move Teachers in my class telling me I'm acting like a fool But I ain't never gave a f*ck My middle finger up And for you bitches that hated, you gon' be laying in this truck I get that blick and fill him up How that Henny, got you stuck This Remington a pump, finna blow his ass up We heard his partner got dreads and he just got out the feds But if you diss me again, boy, you gon' bleed till you dead We doin' wheelies and donuts won't let these bitches condone us The car be smellin' like loud, the police might pull us over I'm a shit rapper, nigga, yeah, beat her back in I know she thinkin' I'ma do it, cause I did it for her friend You wanna come into my home, gotta let me get a scan Ain't finna say the same thing, just know I'm fuckin' her again I know this music gon' get boring, I keep fuckin' with these whores But she a dome expertise and she don't got no awards I found me a rich girl and she slidin' in that Porsche So I'ma thug her ass out until her body for the boys I like them when they super cocky and they don't make any noise Man, them bitches, they was fans, had them callin' off the droid If you do that shit again, then you won't make any noise They just gon' cut yo fuckin' throat just for playin' with them boys, yeah Real nigga big bag, come and take you a ride Before I go out, I'ma rock out with my gun on my side This shit will leave some beef, my partner in the streets Prayin' for somebody that'll take him away On gang My mama on her knees, screamin', God, please That her son ways will change, okay I'm smokin' hella weed and drinkin' hella lean Bullets swing and we gang bang, okay I won't be dead at the bottom My niggas call and I got him I saw a app and I shot him The cops call me top shotta Uh, I'm with the gang we'll give yo ass some tears, bro Cause he a bitch, mane, f*ck that nigga And like I'm emo nigga, middle finger I'm throwin' up, I told that bitch, you better pop it Cause I know you ain't no rookie She say, lil, daddy, please stop playin' before I drown you in this cookie, yeah It's Blin bitch, you know what it is, bitch But if you come to the crib, you might leave with a kid, bitch No, we ain't doin' all that naggin' Bitch, I am not your daddy Another fatherless child, she let me beat her crabby patty But this what happen when you rappin' The bitch, she was a baddie That shit be clappin' side to side like Beyonce, she was a savage But do a nigga gotta have it Nigga, no you don't Boy, I'm runnin' with killers, so if we catch you, you gon' float Yeah